Chapter 179: Show Your Fangs, Children!

Cruyff was extremely prestigious among the Charlton orcs, and with his roar, the hundreds of elite forces that had not yet fallen gathered around the Great Elder, leaving behind their families or rivals.

Under the leadership of the old man, this elite force exerted its amazing combat effectiveness, even killing two shadow ghosts and seven or eight Pig bandits, and launched a fierce attack on the valley lord Aaron in mid-air.

Charlton's elite forces are gathered together, and their combat effectiveness is naturally amazing, but this also attracts Aaron's attention even more and stimulates his killing**.

"Boom, Cruyff, give me defeat!"

In Aaron's sinister laughter, Cruyff and the other werewolf warriors only felt that their eyes suddenly darkened, and they saw that the air in mid-air was violently twisting, and an inexplicable invisible force was forcibly torn apart, and a spatial crack tens of meters long appeared in front of the werewolf elite.

"Whew————"

Several successive thunderous sounds, the manticore, which exuded an endless aura of violence and danger, suddenly jumped out of the crack leading to the abyssal plane, and the red shadow flashed, and the seven or eight werewolf elites had fallen in a pool of blood in the screams, and their turquoise intestines were all over the place.

"Oh shit, it's a manticore!" a werewolf cried out in horror.

Cruyff naturally knew the origin of the manticore, and his heart was already dead. The manticore lion in front of him was already a teenager, and his combat power was comparable to that of a strong man who had just entered the golden realm. Even this manticore lion is already invincible, let alone the fierce and ruthless robbers around him?

The ninth-level corpse demon waved the skull staff in his hand again, and a black and reddish cloud of death suddenly rose. With the blessing of blood-colored power, the Death Cloud is not only far more powerful than the Death Cloud released by ordinary corpse demons, but also the attributes of the power have also undergone fundamental changes.

Not only did the werewolf stick to the dark clouds quickly turn black and rot all over his body, but the blood in his body seemed to be detonated by some strange force before he died, killing and injuring objects within three or four meters of the surrounding area......

Since the appearance of the manticore, even the elite has lost the last trace of fighting spirit, and the movements of their hands have slowed down slightly, and dozens of lives have died under the attack of the shadow phantom and the Pige bandits.

At the critical moment, a black light suddenly lit up, and it was very eye-catching in the space shrouded in the dark cloud of death.

I saw that the Great Elder Cruyff's body had been lying straight up, his wolf claws flipped suddenly, and a short black dagger had appeared in his palm at some point. His deep eye sockets shot out a palpitating cold light, where is the old man at this time still the old lady Long Zhong who is dying in the twilight?

As soon as the dark cloud of death blessed with the power of flesh and blood hung over his head, Cruyff's fighting spirit exploded wildly, and a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing towards the death cloud from the bottom up.

In the midst of the storm, Cruyff's body burst into the dark clouds with lightning speed. The jet-black and shiny dagger suddenly shot out a very strange purple light, facing the corpse demon on the back of the shadow ghost.

Although the dark cloud of death was blessed by the power of blood, it was still unable to resist in the fierce wind, and after the impact of that purple light, the dark cloud was actually raised upside down and rose towards the sky.

Seeing this, the Piggy robbers shouted in surprise and shouted at the Shadow Phantom to take off, but there was still a Shadow Phantom who didn't have time to take off, and the Pigg Bandits on their backs were stuck by the dark cloud of death, and they all fell headlong from mid-air.

Shadow Spirits are undead, and the clouds of death don't do anything for them. The controller on its back is not there, but it still maintains the same attack posture as the other Shadow Spirits.

Feeling the amazing energy contained in that purple light, the corpse demon didn't dare to hold it up, and jumped up, the shadow ghost under his feet had been passed through the body by the purple light, only to hear a cry of pain from the depths of the immortal shadow ghost's soul, and with a loud bang, the shadow ghost hit by the purple light actually turned into a cloud of flying smoke in an instant, and disappeared between the vast heaven and earth.

In the smoke, a pair of flaming eyes suddenly appeared, and a fiery corpse power suddenly came from behind the thick cloud of death, only to see a skeleton staff entangled with corpse qi suddenly appeared, and the danger of death made Cruyff's heart chill and his soul tremble.

The corpse demon ignored the dagger that pierced his chest, and slammed the skeletal staff in his hand directly into Cruyff's face. In terms of the corpse demon's strong body, it is an undead creature, even if it eats the blow of the Great Elder, it will not hurt much, but if the other party hits the skeleton staff, it will definitely die.

The Great Elder was shocked! He couldn't believe that the undead creature in front of him had such a sensitive reaction, it was unbelievably fast!

Cruyff struggled to wriggle in mid-air to dodge the Skeleton Staff's attack, and the dagger in his hand slashed at the same time, meeting the Skeleton Staff.

With a crisp sound, the corpse qi and purple lightning collided, intertwining and rolling with each other, and the dark clouds of death floating around them suddenly spread under this wave of impact. Suddenly, there was a wail on the ground, and many werewolf elites stuck to the dark clouds of death that were suddenly pressed, and in the sound of sizzling, one by one werewolves were corroded by the dark clouds and lost a lot of flesh and blood, and life was better than death!

The corpse demon bounced off from the aftermath of the explosion, and two in the air tumbled to the ground.

It's just that Cruyff, who is weaker than the ninth-level corpse demon, is a lot more embarrassed. Originally, the toxins he had relied on were useless against undead creatures like corpses, but Cruyff was now eighty years old, and unlike those old werewolves who had been in a state of battle all year round, their physical functions were no longer as brave as they used to be.

Under this mutual shock, the old man was suddenly shocked to the ground, his body was full of blood and kept rolling, and he retreated dozens of steps in a row, knocking over many werewolf warriors before he narrowly stabilized his body, and the corners of his mouth with his beard and scum had already oozed blood.

"What a strong force!" the old man couldn't help but exclaim. I'm afraid that there is no second werewolf in the team other than himself who can resist this powerful and undead edge.

While the old man was thinking about how to deal with the corpse demon, the manticore lion had already pounced on the werewolf elite team again, and a series of miserable howls were endless! Before Cruyff could greet him, the nearby werewolf warriors had already raised their weapons and pounced on the manticore......

"Hmph, how can a weak person like you slaughter a manticore!" Aaron's face showed a faint sneer, he didn't care about the manticore's battle, and freed his hand to command those puppet robbers who controlled the shadow to kill those werewolves who ran in panic, regardless of women, children, old and disabled!

Under the roar of the Shadow Phantom, the werewolves with low combat effectiveness fell to the ground one after another, even the werewolves with a slightly stronger fighting spirit were flustered and discouraged, as long as they slowed down a little, they were immediately killed by those Shadow Phantoms and Pige bandits who rushed into the team.

On the corpse demon's side, werewolves surging up from all directions have surrounded him. Hearing a loud roar from the corpse demon, the endless corpse power was released wildly, and the powerful corpse qi wave shook the surrounding werewolves to a halt, and the corpse qi entwined by purple lightning suddenly gushed out from its body, and those werewolves who had just rushed to it before they had time to attack were suddenly bombarded by the continuous current, and the corpse qi also swarmed up and corroded so that only a pile of burnt bones remained.

The manticore lion continued to wreak havoc, and no one dared to take its edge, not even the mighty Cruyff alone to face the terrifyingly powerful manticore. If he had a choice, he would rather fight the corpse demon than fight the manticore.

"Withdraw! The fire separates, towards the Alps, and I'll cut it off!" Cruyff couldn't hold back anymore as he watched the lives of his side die, and a few tears of heroic twilight fell from his old and desperate pupils.

After receiving the order of the Great Elder, the werewolves were relieved, and no one wanted to flee towards the Alps to the southeast with such a monster that ignored the addition of swords and soldiers.

The Alps stretch for thousands of miles, running through most of the Acura continent and are covered by high mountains and dense forests. As long as they fled there, even these mighty creatures would not be able to find them easily.

It's just that the ruthless human lord can't let these werewolves easily escape from his palms?

The five shadows swooped down from the sky at the same time, spreading their fleshy wings and clinging to the ground, scurrying towards the fleeing werewolves.

None of the werewolves dared to turn around to block them, so they had to resign themselves to their fate and fall to the ground, waiting for the Shadow Ghost to pass over their heads before quickly getting up and continuing to rush forward.

With each shadow that swept by, the sharp and powerful claws could grab the werewolves lying on the ground, and then tear them apart directly in the terrified wails of those werewolves and the indiscriminate wielding of their swords......

The robbers had fallen into the excitement and madness of killing, their eyes were red, and they screamed and manipulated the shadow phantom to quickly spin around in mid-air and pounce again.

At this time, the remaining four elders who were still standing in the Council of Elders of Charlton also rushed up and joined forces to suppress the corpse demon.

Although the speed of the corpse demon has increased a lot due to the mutation, it is still slightly inferior to the speed of the werewolf. The werewolves who fought with the corpse demons were all Charlton's five most powerful elders, and their speed was exerted to the extreme between life and death, and the naked eye could barely see a series of afterimages.

Although the speed of the corpse demon suffers, the corpse demon itself is a zombie evolved by virtue of its strong and resistant **, as well as the blazing corpse power, it can actually do it without falling behind, and fight steadily.

Time has long been unimportant to the corpse demon in these tens of millions of years of existence, but for the werewolf who longs for life, every minute and second is so precious......

Therefore, the werewolf's offensive gradually abandoned the defense, and it was completely a posture of fighting for life, and only by letting go of his hands to fight, maybe he could get that very slim vitality!